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Caleb ached to trace with his tongue.
    Powerless to hold back, Caleb sheathed himself inside her in a
single, forceful stroke. They groaned in unison, their bodies moving in time
with each slow, languid thrust. Lucy was a tight fit, a glove that molded around
him perfectly.
    There was no greater feeling than this. What he’d felt for Lucy
all along couldn’t have been lust. There were other feelings buried beneath the
surface of friendship and physical intimacy. Feelings he’d denied. Until
now.
    Caleb shut his eyes as chills gathered at the base of his
spine. He plunged deeper into her warmth, right up to the hilt. Claimed her
mouth. Hiked her leg higher on his middle and grasped the lush round of her
backside. He drove into her again and again, each hard thrust climbing toward a
trembling peak.
    “I’ve dreamed of this,” Caleb said, each word deeply staccato.
“You feel so good, Lucy, so fucking perfect. You feel―” the breath dropped out
of his lungs as he met her hungry gaze “―you feel like heaven.”
    Lucy threw her arms around Caleb’s neck and hopped up, wrapping
both legs around his waist. “Take me there, then.”
    “Gladly,” he breathed against her lips.
    He rammed into her again. And again. Waves of molten heat
surged through his veins, tightening and constricting, threatening to overflow
with each vigorous thrust into her core.
    But he held back. He burned with the desire to make Lucy come a
second time.
    He lifted her hips to the tip of his shaft. Shook with
anticipation. Slammed her hips over him again, drowning his cock in her slick
heat. His eyes rolled back as sensations gathered into a storm in his
middle.
    Lucy’s breasts smashed against Caleb’s chest, sliding against
his rain-slick skin. Her core tensed and pulsed, promising another release.
Caleb’s body responded on a primal level, aching and throbbing, straining with
ravenous hunger.
    “Come for me, Luce.” He slipped a hand between their bodies and
massaged her clit, teasing the slick nub until her hips convulsed against
him.
    As she bucked against the stone, pulsing with ecstasy, Caleb
let the sensations thundering inside him wrench him over the edge. With a final,
resounding push, he released his seed, giving Lucy all he had to give.

Chapter Five
    Lucy had expected Caleb to be a great lover...nothing
could have prepared her for how soul-shattering he truly was. For those precious
moments, when he was deep inside her, gazing into her eyes, calling her Luce—the
way he used to do, with that gentle, loving lilt—Lucy would’ve sworn he cared
for her.
    That he actually loved her.
    Although he hadn’t said the words, she felt something different
when they were together. There was a spark. A knowing. A warm, numbing sensation
in her heart. Part of her thought she was picking up the vibe from Caleb the way
riders do with their dragons. That the heart-tugging came from inside him.
    But now, staring at herself in the bathroom mirror inside
Thorne Castle, Lucy knew she was being ridiculous. She hadn’t been claimed as
his rider, yet. The heartwarming feeling she’d detected was still there, just as
strong as before. It must’ve been her feelings she was picking up.
    She dressed in a gray tank top and jeans—the only spare clothes
she’d brought for their journey—then tied back her hair and leaned over the
sink. Her cheeks were pink, flushed from their steamy encounter, and her eyes
were glowing a brighter shade of blue than she’d ever seen them.
    It had everything to do with the amazing Draco waiting for her
in the other room. The Draco who made her feel as if she was the only woman in
the world he wanted to be with.
    But what would happen if they couldn’t find Tristan? How could
she marry Geezer knowing how she felt about Caleb? Now that he was back, she
wanted him, not the Draco her brother had demanded she claim.
    The whole situation had just catapulted into seriously
complicated territory.
    After a quick